Chapter 739

He Jingshu sighed, with a resentful tone: "The man is empathetic, no matter what you do or say, it is wrong. I didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to be so superficial. He likes this kind of jealousy, jealousy, and temper. Fiery woman.

I really don't understand why he fell in love with Chu Yunyao when he caught a lot of virtuous and virtuous women. Apart from her appearance, what's so good about this kind of woman?

Is there anything comparable to you from family background to family status? "

Her gaze moved down Cheng Xinqi's wide skirt: "By the way, are your legs really healed?"

Cheng Xinqi gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, and said falteringly, "Okay, okay."

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Chu Yunyao returned to the car angrily, and slammed the door with a "bang", which shocked Mu Qing.

He turned his head to look at the young lady behind him, and asked puzzledly: "Young lady, I heard several gunshots here just now, so I didn't go in because I thought my master was by your side.

Young Madam, who made you angry? Don't hold back, speak up.

Has the guy who captured Xiaobai been found? Don't be angry, wait until I find a way to catch the guy who dares to make you angry, and beat him up. "

After speaking, he handed Xiaobai who was in his arms to Chu Yunyao.

When Chu Yunyao saw the white sable returned to Mu Qing's car, most of the anger in her heart was extinguished, she hugged Xiao Bai, and carefully wiped the blood-stained long hair of the white sable with a handkerchief.

Mo Lingyuan opened the car door on the other side, bent over and sat in, just in time to hear what Mu Qing said, his brows furrowed, and his expression suddenly sank.

Seeing Mo Lingyuan sitting beside her, Chu Yunyao felt angry again, and said angrily, "Except for your master, who else would dare to make this lady angry?"

Mu Qing: "..."

The words spoken are like splashed water, is it too late to bite off the tongue now?

Nima, he would rather beat himself violently than touch a finger of Grandpa casually.

From the corner of Mu Qing's eyes, he glanced at Mo Lingyuan tremblingly, seeing Mo Lingyuan's dark and deep eyes sweeping over, like a small knife flying over, Mu Qing's beating little heart trembled.

Mu Qing really wanted to ask without fear of death: Why did my master make you angry?

When did my master become so courageous that he dared to make you angry?

On weekdays, Master Li has always held you in his mouth for fear of melting, and for holding you in his hands for fear of falling, so he can't wait to confess you.

It's good that you don't make Grandpa angry.

Mu Qing is not afraid of death, but Mu Qing is afraid that life is worse than death, so he can only swallow the words in his mouth, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

I prayed to God to hear his heartfelt voice, I didn't hear him pretending to be aggressive and boasting so much just now.

But which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Mo Lingyuan's voice sounded low and deep in the small and quiet carriage, "So, you still want to vent your anger for the young lady and beat me up?"

Mu Qing: "..."

Mu Qing went all out, and turned his back in an instant: "Master misunderstood, I thought it was the guy who hurt Xiaobai just now, so I just said that, how could I make the young lady angry, the master loves the young lady so much, we all look at it in the eyes.

Even if there was some awkwardness between the young lady and the master, it was because the master and the young lady had a good relationship, and it was just a little flirting between husband and wife.

Hehe, hehe! "

For the first time, Mu Qing felt that he still had such a dog-legged, soft side, and he secretly despised himself in his heart.